Thursday, 10 December 2009


‘No!’ I cried. The words were drawing with me, deeper and deeper, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I moved my arms and legs frenetically but it only made it worse. Every time I tried to shout, hoping someone would hear me my mouth filled up with water. Suddenly everything went black.

I woke up in my bed, sweaty and panting, taking as much air as possible, stupidly trying to gain all the air I couldn’t take in my dream. I looked at the clock, 6 o’clock in the morning. I covered my face with the pillow while I sighed. I knew I couldn’t sleep again, not with the memory of the nightmare still fresh in my mind. I stood up and put on a pair of jeans and a sweater. I tied my trainers and putting the keys in my pocket I went out of the house. Now I realized buying a house in the middle of the countryside wasn’t a good idea, I needed to see someone, talk to someone. I couldn’t take the car to drive to the village; it had broken down just a couple of days before and it was still in the garage. I couldn’t call anyone, it was still 6 o’clock in the morning! Instead I went into the forest, I needed to walk, do something to forget that horrible dream. I looked for a high place where I could see the dawn breaking the darkness of the sky. I walked between the trees and just then I heard a noise behind me. I looked back but no one was there. I continued walking. I went faster but I was still hearing noises. Something was following me. I knew it. Suddenly I fell to the ground. I stood up as quickly as I could. I started to run. All of a sudden the trees disappeared. I stopped. A river. I looked at it with horror in my eyes. I was going to turn when something pushed me to the river.

‘No!’ I cried.